MomYour eyes light my way.
Your smile creates my day.
Your heart moves your hands to touch with care.
While your face is set a glow with God's love!!!
That mends many a soul.
Your voice echoes Godâ€™s love to lift someoneâ€™s load.
Your labor of love is reflected by heart and not gold.
Your feet carried no more the weight from sin.
You are special and chosen to be the only one.MomYou fill up vessels thirsty on paths you cross.
You are God's child for the children to watch.
You teach all wrongs need to be made right.
And sorry is not an option but said with love.
The sunlight in your hair melts the iciest stare.
You change the aura around people when youâ€™re there.
Because you always will handle people with loving care.
Sincere and soft spoken you leave anger with its despair.
A precious gem in God's earthly temple.
A storehouse of praise for every new day.
With pride left behind the curtain not desiring applause.
Since you were humbled by the Brightest Star of them all.
You need no star place on a sidewalk to be remembered.
But will live forever on in the hearts that felt your touch.

For your smile is returned with
your encouraging words.
Perfect harmony in unison with Godâ€™s inner voice.

The struggle inside you yields
not from its pressure.
But submits to the pressings of the Rose of Sharon.

Godâ€™s kind of love.

So picturesque and full of warm vibrant colors.
A stone statue would return to clay by your gaze.
And you in return will always be thanking God.
For the balance of two in the scales of your life.